My Long Lost Love

My Long Lost Love

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Niall is leaving, my bestfriend is leaving to audition for the X-factor. I should be happy right? I'm not sure why but I'm not happy at all. I just put on a smile to say goodbye, thats when he notices I'm here at his house for his send off party. He looks at me and then is hugging me, he's crushing me into his body but I don't mind I'm used to it, he smells like his home and I take a deep breath, hoping that maybe I will be able to hold onto this moment. "I think I'll miss you the most, Serenity." he whispers into my hair. Thats when the tears come, hot and silent tears, "Don't cry. You'll just make me cry too." He says sadly. I feel his body shaking with silent sobs and we stay there for a moment holding eachother. "I'll never forget you Niall Horan." I say. Oh how I wish that was true.
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Simple, but effective. Effective to make me blush. You would think I’d get used to this by now, but no, I haven’t and I think I would never be. I love the way he makes me feel. The way he makes me blush with the small, sweet things he does. The way he never fails to make me laugh to all the stupid things he did. The way he makes me smile with just a text from him and how he makes me feel content just having him beside me. I was interrupted with my trance by pairs of arms surrounding me. Not one, not two, not, three, not four, but five. Five people whom I never thought in my life I would meet, nor like. Especially to be friends with them and more importantly, be in a relationship with one of them. Hi, my name's Callie Anabel Rose. Yes, like the flower. I get that all the time. No siblings but I want an older brother, badly. Brown hair, emerald eyes. Yes, like Harry Styles' but I don't like him, I mean the band called One Direction. But unfortunately, I get to spend a week with them, then a month, then a year, then maybe even forever. And maybe, just maybe, someone might fall in love with me in the band, OR THREE. Join me as I experience happiness, jealousy, sadness, love triangles, heart breaks and love itself. Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved (Completed: June 14, 2012)

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